The Distant Journey

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"Is the ink wet again, Sister?" Elara looked up from the parchment, her hand hovering over the quill, the tip trembling slightly in the cold draft that crept under the heavy oak door of the scriptorium. The question hung in the air, sharp and accusing, belonging to Brother Thomas, who stood with his arms crossed, his face a mask of professional disappointment rather than divine wrath. Elara did...

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